And I new I loved him. I could feel that love in every fiber of my body and in every light beam in my soul.
Later on and after a lot of inner struggling I got over my depression. One of the hardest things I ever done. It was dark, lonely, frustrating and messy. But I got through it.
The more I work on myself, the more I see my partner change, as well. I feel like
maybe the pwBPD's inner turmoil is a reflection (at times) of what they grew up with or became accustomed to, so they have to find a partner that is incredibly stable in order to overcome their own struggles. They reflect their world and the world reflects them, so to speak.
Now that I've been managing my own anxiety, my partner is much easier to communicate with. She has BPD rage episodes much less frequently, and she's much easier to talk to when she does get provoked. It's been weeks and weeks now since she's had a really bad meltdown. It still isn't easy, but it's not gut-wrenching.
Congratulations on your successes, though. I hope to be there someday soon, as well.